[Verse 1] Sit down, Grandma, tell me 'bout the smoke Tell me 'bout the nights before the world went broke Before the "safety" and the digital wall When you could find a lover in a crowded hall. No screens in the way, just a look and a spark Meeting real strangers in the velvet dark You didn't need a code or a filtered face To find a little magic in a smoky place. [Verse 2] You talk about the pubs where the beer flowed free And nobody judged who you wanted to be. You could light a cigarette, you could take a drink Without the world telling you what to think. Free love wasn't something you had to explain It was just the blood rushing through the vein You had real friends, not a "follow" or "like" Just a long night talk and a ride on a bike. [Chorus] Oh, give me the grit of your golden years Before the world drowned in its "modern" fears I’m a girl of the static, born out of time Searching for a reason and a rhythm and rhyme. You lived in the sun, I’m stuck in the glow Of a plastic world that’s forgotten how to grow. [Verse 3] Now they’re taking offense at the air that we breathe And everyone’s looking for a reason to leave. We’re "connected" by wires but we’re drifting apart With a cold, quiet vacuum where there used to be heart. I want to feel the sweat, I want to feel the heat Of a thousand bodies on a Saturday street I want to be a "criminal" for having some fun And taste the freedom of a life on the run. [Chorus] Oh, give me the grit of your golden years Before the world drowned in its "modern" fears I’m a girl of the static, born out of time Searching for a reason and a rhythm and rhyme. You lived in the sun, I’m stuck in the glow Of a plastic world that’s forgotten how to grow. [Bridge] Was it as wild as the stories you tell? Did you raise a little heaven? Did you raise a little hell? I’d trade all these "likes" for a night in your shoes... Just to have something real... SOMETHING REAL TO LOSE! [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] .Oh, give me the grit of your golden years Before the world drowned in its "modern" fears I’m a girl of the static, born out of time Searching for a reason and a rhythm and rhyme. You lived in the sun, I’m stuck in the glow Of a plastic world that’s forgotten how to grow. [Outro] Tell me one more story... About when the world was alive. Before the silence set in.
